I have always loved to write. Whether it was to piss my parents off by leaving notes where they would find it about how I felt about them; or in my diary where i wrote how many friends I had crushes which was discovered by my then boyfriend; or just because it was the most natural thing to do when I needed an avenue to vent.
Writing is my therapy.
The world in my head I’m told is totally different from the ‘reality’ that is my life. So I write to remain sane and cope with the contradictions that exist between both worlds. I might sound insane, unreasonable or even unrealistic, but bear with me cos I confess, I am not well.